We always had that look in each other's eyes that meant nothing but felt like everything, that tiny hope in our hearts wishing for that possibility to grow more than just a dream. We're complete strangers whose hearts have been broken, whose hearts have been through something that scar and scared us. We have not a clue on what each other has in mind but act like we're lovers at this perfect temporary moment, making each minute worth it, sharing dazzling smiles and warm hugs knowing that this would soon end and we'd be back to being strangers once more. Both giving in to the human nature to urge for, flesh to flesh, kisses here and there, exploring everywhere, demanding once in awhile, hands gripped together, then holding each other as hours went passing by. You know him by name and you know her by sexuality, eyes meet and tendering one's flesh like a raw meat. It is almost over, almost done, the next thing is looking for where the cloths to cover your skin are. Dressing up and act like nothing happened, the tension is lost and cravings satisfied. Awkwardness from laying eyes on each other revived and thus bidding farewell to a complete stranger who has now turned to a stranger with some sweet mistake.
(NOVEMBER 2015)
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